Keroro and Tamama ran out into the house.
"Let's go have some fun gerogerogero..." Keroro laughed.
"Ok! Let's go Sarge!" Tamama replied. Keroro led Tamama around the house, searching for someone to shoot with the Soul Shifter. At last they found Fuyuki in his room. Keroro spun the dial to keep it random.
"Oh, Fuyuki..." Keroro said. ZAP! Keroro and Tamama ran away laughing like crazy. A dazed Fuyuki sat on the floor of his room.
"Wha? Sarge? What just happened?" Fuyuki called out. But there was no answer. Deciding the frog was just playing a trick, Fuyukis sat down in front of his computer moniter. That's when he noticed something quite bizarre.
"I-I LOOK LIKE SIS!?"
. . .
"Gerogero...now for our next victim. Tamama, you get to choose this time!" Keroro laughed.
"Hm...how about Momo-chi? It'd be fun to see her so frustrated!" Tamama suggested. And with that, two set off to Momoka's mansion.
. . .
The two frogs walked down the overly large hallway.
"Her room is this way." Tamama instructed as he led Keroro up some stairs. At last they reached Momoka's room. Turning on their anti-barriers, they walked in. There she was, sitting on her bed, lost in her thoughts. Keroro spun the dial once more. He took aim, and fired. ZAP! The two friends fled the scene before anything else could happen.
"Huh? Why do I feel...so...short?" Momoka asked to no one. She looked down at her lap. It was red. The girl gasped. She brought her hands into view. They were red, too. Momoka slid off the bed, only to fall flat on her face. She slowly walked over to her body length mirror. Sure enough, the reflection wasn't hers. Momoka had to keep herself from screaming.
She looked just like Giroro.
. . .
Keroro and Tamama strolled down the halls of the base. They were about to make a left turn when they noticed a door.
"Hm? What's in here?" Tamama asked. The two friends walked in and found themselves staring at a vegetable garden. A blue Keronian was watering some plants.
"Hey, uh, you! Who are you?" Keroro said as he approached Dororo.
"I..I'm Dororo!" the ninja said through tears.
"Dororo? Oh yeah! Dororo!" Keroro chuckled as he spun the dial. ZAP!
Dororo, confused, looked down at himself. He was tall, and had a pekoponian body.
"W-WHAT!?" sobbed Dororo as the other two aliens left the crying form of Aki.
. . .
Keroro and Tamama plopped down onto the sofa in the living room.
"Sarge, today was so fun!" Tamama said, snacking on a bag of chips from no where.
"Gerogero! We should change everyone into someone else!" Keroro laughed.
"Like you?" Tamama playfully laughed as he grabbed the gun from Keroro without warning.
"Wait! Tamama! Be careful where you point th-" ZAP!
All Keroro saw was a giggling Tamama running away.
"UUUggh...now I can only imagine who I might look like." the alien groaned. He lazily walked into the washroom and took a long look in the mirror.
"Oh no...I'm...I'M KURURUUUUUU!"
. . .
AN: I wrote this a while ago, so I dunno if it still makes sense or not lol. Hope it does :D but the rest of the story doesnt make sense either, so it shouldnt matter :3
